People are in Douluo, opening up the world

Chapter 4 Guard Selection
Haotianzong, a high-level residence.

The hall was dim, and a figure was vaguely visible standing in the dark, unable to see his face clearly.

"How are things going?"

The mysterious man turned his back to the black-clothed and masked spy behind him, and asked in a slightly old voice.

The spies hesitated, and answered after considering two or three points: "Tang Hu is dead, and the verdict wiped out the entire army."

Boom~
The terrifying coercion broke out in an instant, and the mysterious man turned around suddenly, and said sharply: "What did you say? All the people we sent out are dead. What's going on, tell me!"

The spy trembled, not daring to hide anything, and honestly told what he had seen and heard.

After hearing this, the mysterious man fell into deep thought, paced back and forth in the dark, and said to himself: "He was killed by a stick, and all of them were killed by one blow. The remnants left by sharp weapons were found at the scene. Could it be that Chen Xichuan did it?" ?”

As soon as the thought came to him, he shook his head and denied the conjecture.

Chen Xichuan is not even a great soul master, how could he accomplish such a feat?

And his Wuhun is a rusty iron sword, which is difficult to chop firewood, obviously different from the murder weapon used to kill Tang Hu and his gang.

Who the hell did that?
"Could it be the Spirit Hall?"

The mysterious man frowned, his eyes dark.

There is a deep hatred between Wuhundian and Haotianzong, the death of Qianxunji, the former pope of Wuhundian, has an inevitable connection with Haotianzong Tang Hao.

In addition, it is the Wuhundian who wants to unify the Douluo Continent, and to do so, whether it is the Clear Sky School, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Family, or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, they will all be regarded as thorns in their eyes and treated as enemies.

Thinking of this, the mysterious man waved his hand, telling the spies to leave first.

After the spy left, he sat down, put his hands on his chin, and said in a puzzled way: "If it's not Chen Xichuan, who could it be? If it's really Wuhundian, then things will be troublesome."

In Tiandou City, Chen Xichuan followed the man doing propaganda to the branch hall of Wuhun Hall. The buildings here are magnificent and magnificent, giving people a strong sense of visual impact.

There were quite a few people who came to participate in the selection of guards this time, nearly a hundred of them, the one with the highest cultivation level was the soul master, and the rest were generally great soul masters and soul masters.

All the candidates gathered in a square under the leadership of the guides. Chen Xichuan stood in the crowd, silently observing and evaluating the strength of the competitors.

Wuhundian only recruited ten guards this time, and those with ability lived there. It would not be easy for him to join.

After all, his cultivation base is too low, and he has just reached the level of a great soul master.

But it doesn't mean there is no chance, he has two mythical spirits, and the spirit rings are both a million years old. With hard work, there is still a good chance to stand out from the selection and join the Spirit Hall.

"I don't know what the content of the assessment is?"

He was talking to himself silently, at this moment, a hand patted on his shoulder, his nerves tensed instantly, and he fell over his shoulder without saying a word.

"Ah~"

There was a scream, followed by a dull landing.

Chen Xichuan took a closer look, and saw a fat young man lying sprawled in front of him, constantly muttering words like "It hurts me to death" and "My bone is broken".

From the grinning expression of the fat young man, it can be seen that the fall was indeed painful.

This scene attracted some people to look sideways. They looked at Chen Xichuan with interest, with surprise and curiosity in their eyes.

Chen Xichuan ignored the others, stared at the fat young man for a few seconds, and after confirming that he was not from the Haotian School, he stretched out his hand and said, "Are you okay?"

Seeing this, the fat young man glared at Chen Xichuan first, then grabbed his hand and got up, blurting out, "Brother, do you want to be so ruthless? I just want to say hello because I think you are handsome."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed his old waist and took a breath, feeling depressed all over.

Chen Xichuan scratched his head and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, I don't like people patting me on the shoulder from behind, I'm really sorry."

The fat young man is not someone who likes to hold grudges. Seeing that Chen Xichuan took the initiative to apologize, he said, "Forget it, it's a small problem."

After a pause, he added: "By the way, what's your name? My name is Yuchen."

Yu's surname?

Chen Xichuan's expression became more serious, this could not be a member of the Landian Tyrannosaurus Rex family!

But he didn't ask directly, just smiled and gave his name.

"The guard selection will be officially held tomorrow, please follow the law enforcement officers to the rest area first."

On the high platform in front of the square, a clear and melodious female voice came out, and a woman in plain dress and long skirt smiled, which immediately caused quite a commotion.

"It's Jiang Xinhe, the daughter of the head of the branch hall of the Wuhun Temple in Tiandou City. It is said that she has reached the level of the Soul Sect and is very hopeful to aspire to the Soul Douluo realm in the future."

"Jiang Xinhe is not only talented, but also beautiful. If we marry her home, it will be enough to honor our ancestors."

"You're thinking about farting, let's not talk about marrying or not going home, you won't be able to pass Jiang Xinhe's father, the beating of a level 75 soul sage, do you want to try?"

Chen Xichuan looked at Jiang Xinhe from a distance, and said that he was indeed a beauty, with a protruding front and back, and a beautiful face.

Yu Chen deeply agreed, with an affirmative expression on his face, and exclaimed: "What a turbulent momentum."

As soon as the words came out, Jiang Xinhe's gaze shifted over, Yuchen shuddered in fright, and quickly covered her mouth, not daring to speak nonsense.

It wasn't until Jiang Xinhe left that he breathed a sigh of relief, and said bitterly, "I almost suffered a disaster. I have to be more careful in the selection later, I'm afraid I will be targeted."

After that, everyone went to the resting place, a single-family house, and everyone lived separately.

Before leaving, Yuchen approached Chen Xichuan mysteriously, and said something incomprehensible: "Be careful at night, don't sleep too hard."

Chen Xichuan was puzzled, and before he had time to ask more questions, Yuchen had already been taken to the residence by the law enforcement officers of the branch hall.

"Interesting, this guard selection competition seems to be more difficult than expected."

He wrote down his instructions and soon settled down.

Time passed quietly like running water, the autumn wind sent away the setting sun, the sky was full of stars twinkling, and the moon shrouded the earth.

Tiandou City is brightly lit, the night market is bustling and noisy, and the atmosphere of fireworks is very strong.

Sitting cross-legged by the bed, Chen Xichuan looked out through the window, and the shadow of Tang Zhan unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Having said that, in fact, the system does not issue tasks, and he will find a way to join the Wuhun Temple and become a member of it.

As someone who has read Douluo Dalu novels, he has never felt that Wuhundian is an evil force, but has many good things to do.

For example, helping civilians test their martial arts for free, so that children from ordinary families have the opportunity to leap into the dragon's gate. Tang San's awakening of his martial soul is all based on the martial soul hall.

Subsidies are given to soul masters every year to deter the two great empires, prevent wars from breaking out, and so on.

As for Tang San, who is the protagonist of the novel, Chen Xichuan expressed his indifference.

(End of this chapter)